In the space between atoms you threw your tantrums And everything moves with you words And I move with them floating on lithium I arrive at my designated birth With arms wide open she smiles and then motions To something that was burning in her side I'm a positron if anything she's electrically ringing
And part of me wishes we collide We'd annihilate everything with gamma rays burning In this strange union we'd reveal That I'm not really real and none of this was ideal What space do these atoms conceal What space do these atoms conceal